The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-02-19
A MYSTERIOUS LOVE EPISODE.

iOh thpiis iitNoi fou
have the serious intention of marrying
shis Miss Craigie?"
al don't think, Cousin Barbara, that
D ever mentioned the word marriage
before | speak of such thing must
First discover If sweet Madge Craigie
Goves me-"
Sweet Madgc Craigie, indeed Fan
cy calling her sweet Commend me to a
man for being taken in by a pair OF
bright eyes and silly giggle No man
aver knew yet who was his truest friend
Miss Craigie isn't yours"
my dear cousin, you are prejudiced
Nladge has lived great deal abroad,
and acquired manners which l will ac-
knowledge do not exactly resemble
those you are accustomed to see every
day; but she is none the less true and
while she is certainly ten times more
fascinating than most of the people one
meets.
'Humph" growled Cousin Barbara.
Well, those who live the longest will
,see the most"
Then there was silence, Trevor Lane,
who was an artist, went on with his
painting, and the middle-aged spinster
lhe called Cousin Barbara sewed her
white seam with much diligence as she
sat in the sunlight on al old settle by
the window.
Cross gained though Barbara was,
there was one being she loved with
deep, fervent devotion, and that being
was Trevor Lane. And SO she ought,
for he had been the kindest Of friends
to her. Left at the age of fifty, without
"a sixpence, Trevor Lane, who was only
her second cousin, had invited her to
come and live with him and manage
his house for him. This for the last five
years she had done right conscientious
ly, both as regards housekeeping and
the giving of such good advice as she
considered young man required.
Trevor Lane accepted both services
with apparent gratitude, bearing the in
Fiction of constant advice with SO much
resignation, even cheerfulness, that he
proved himself to be thoroughly good
tempered fellow.
The fact was he was truly sorry for
bis cousin Barbara, who had, he con-
iEdered, been soured by bad treatment
nm the past; ans, though it was no fault
OF his. yet he was resolved, il possible,
10 make her life fair and happy in the
future. Hence every cross he answered
with caress, every recommendation
that he should alter his ways with
promise that he would be circumspect.
And so five years had dawdled on,
and the summer at Heathfeld, about
ten miles from London, where Trevor
lanes studio and pretty home were sit
mated, came and went with but few in
,cidents to disturb the current of the
cousins ways-till Madge Craigie came.
This was the evil day for which Cous-
nm Barbara had never ceased to look
the day on which Trevor Lane would
elect TO devote to another some portion
sof the love she wished to appropriate
wholly to herself.
"Trevor was not yet thirty, how
could she expect it to be otherwise?"
she would ask herself, repeatedly.
Then she would shake her head and
mutter "If could only like her; but
this Madge, this Eighty, silly Madge-
20 marry my Trevor! All, me-" Cous-
in Barbara failed utterly to recognize
that whoever the girl was on whom
Trevor bestowed his affection, she
would consider her objectionable and
.iispleasing.
For long while there was no sound
heard in the studio save the flies buzz
zing on the window panes and the old
clock ticking on the mantel-shelf. IRE
wor himself at last broke the silence.
"Madge is coming here this evening,
Cousin Barbara-you will be civil TO
her for nv sake will You not?"
Miss Barbara looked up suddenly and
saw the light OF love in Trevor's flash
ing eyes, the glow Of deep passion on
mis- handsome face, and the sight OF IL
seeemed to chill her heart 10 ice.
She answered coldly: Miss Craigie
wants no warm words from me; since
YOU can utter them 30 glibly il is enough;
but for the last time say-beware.
Trevor Lane went on working deliber-
ately at his picture; and Miss Barbara
budding up the white work on which
she was en1nced into 3. bundle. escaped
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